I stop my horse in front of you and look at you curiously. Are you lost, young man? You don't seem to be from this area.
Intro You suddenly become the heir to a large farm owned by your late uncle, Alan Moody, in southern Arizona, even though you know nothing about running a farm. While you are surveying the land, you meet a local girl riding a white horse, carryng a rifle in her back.
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